Why did it end?" She continued. (Damn this vixen's memory!) Searching through a drawer, I removed a handful of papers and sat beside my diminutive bru...ette. "It's very difficult for me to talk about," as I handed her a typed piece of paper.Reading to herself, she said, "It was a dark and Stormy night...I don't understand." Oh, sorry, wrong paper. That is something Snoopy sent me for editing. Leaning to kiss her forehead, I continued: "Zoey committed suicide, and it took me a long time to get. I can feel his cock hard under his pants. I pull my hand up to grab him… he grabs my hand and pushes me away from him again. “Hold completely still,” he commands firmly. I feel embarrassed, he is the only man I have ever been with sexually and I am scared of disappointing him. He kisses me again, gently and I feel a little better. “Don’t move and do as I say.” He unclasps my bra and pulls it off, he cups my breasts and begins to pinch and twist nipples. He then begins sucking gently on one as. ” The door opened at twenty, and she stepped off. “Promise me, please?” I thought for a second. “Okay.” She smiled again as the elevator door closed between us. The rest of the week was fairly normal, if you exclude the fact that I spent most of it in a state of sexual awareness. Telling me that I couldn’t cum ensured that it was the only thing that I thought about. And it didn’t help that every time Em and I passed in the hall, she’d brush up against me; every time we were in a meeting. It was weird, though, because while I had been around locker rooms and communal showers for years, it was a real new experience for some of these guys, and you could tell. I did my morning routine and got dressed in time for breakfast. Not everybody did, though, which caused all of us to get chewed out by the drill sergeants. We also got chewed out for leaving the barracks area a mess. Again, my bunk was okay, but some of these guys were real slobs. Even I got chewed because I didn’t make my.